I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God Chapter 102

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Episode 102

The wind, heavy rain, and thunderstorms disappeared as if they had been washed away by water.

Only my wet nose proved that what I experienced was not a hallucination.

‘Is this the ground?’

iffy.

It’s hard to tell if it’s a success or a failure.

When I was watching the thunderstorm, I was so absorbed that I even forgot the sense of time, so 100 days may have already passed… … .

The only thing worth asking about was FAD, but for some reason this guy was nowhere to be seen.

Kang, Kang, Kang… … .

At that time, I heard a strange sound like metal clashing.

I knew that this unique sound was someone’s applause.

When I looked at the source of the sound, I saw the fourth executioner walking out of the fog.

“execution.”

[You did it.]

I did it.

That means… … .

[This is the ground.]

I looked around with new eyes.

First of all, the scenery seen was not much different from when I looked around from the peak.

It seems like there is a lot of ground, but since the fog was still there, it didn’t feel like a big deal.

At that time, the executioner stretched out his arms toward the sky.

Then, trudging, the FAD that flew in from somewhere merged with the executioner’s arm again.

The brother stood like that for a moment and then looked at me and said.

[Honestly, it’s unexpected.]

Since my dazed feeling hadn’t gone away yet, all I could do was smile awkwardly.

[It’s surprising that progress has been made in Cheonhwa Jeilgong, but you have also achieved other achievements. In particular, the step technique I saw at the end could well be called a perfect technique. Depending on how you apply it, you may be able to avoid the devil’s power.]

“then… “Am I successful?”

[okay.]

My legs suddenly lost strength and I collapsed on the spot.

“Haaa… … .”

A sigh came out that condensed many things.

Due to the nature of Yeongsan, I wasn’t tired, but I felt like I wanted to sleep in for a day or two.

“Then we can go back now.”

[If you want, right now.]

At those words, I suddenly became curious and asked.

“How much time has passed?”

[There is about an hour left until the 100th day.]

It was really scary.

At this level, it seems like half of the success was due to luck.

‘Anyway, it’s only an hour… … .’

I saw the execution.

“In other words, we can still stay for another hour?”

[That’s true, but for you now, no further training is necessary.]

I think so too.

Even if there is still training left, this is a rejection on my part.

… Training is.

“Do you remember what I said at the beginning?”

[What?]

I got up and checked my condition.

My muscles were a little sore, perhaps due to the effects of the thunderstorm, but it wasn’t so much that I couldn’t move.

I have enough energy to fight at least once.

I adopted the etiquette I learned from my teacher.

A form in which the hand clenched into a fist is wrapped with the other palm.

The etiquette of a powerful man has no use in my world.

[…] under.]

My brother-in-law laughed.

For some reason, I got excited and spoke in a playful tone.

“Ruan Badniker, the fifth disciple of Baek No-gwang, the best in the world, formally requests a meeting.”

My brother looked at me and asked.

[Can I not rest?]

“I think now is the perfect time.”

[okay… … ?]

My brother-in-law let out a low laugh, then took the same stance as me and said.

[…] Arang, the fourth disciple of Allmaster Baek No-gwang. I will accept Luan Badniker’s invitation.]

* * *

In fact, I have never directly interacted with another executioner.

The brothers were so busy that they did not stop by Yeongsan often, and even if they did, they did not stay for long.

However, I have heard about the martial arts of the executed.

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If what I heard from the teacher is correct, the fourth death penalty – Arang’s martial arts is Manbyeongeumganggong.

– Manbyeon Geumgang-gong is a mind law, but not a mind law.

I couldn’t understand Master’s words before, but now I vaguely understand them.

It was said that the death penalty is a body that cannot build up strength.

This means that there is no need to practice martial arts, so it will be a different form of martial arts than other mental techniques.

My brother looked at me with his hands in his pockets.

Should I attack first or wait?

My brother-in-law said while looking at me in conflict.

[What comes to mind when you hear the word metal?]

It’s a random question.

I hesitated for a moment and answered.

“stiffness?”

[yes. All metals are basically hard, although there are differences in degree. However, there are so many different metals in the world.]

This is the moment when the executioner showed his metal arm.

Sigh-.

The shape of the arm began to change.

“… … .”

It was a sight I couldn’t believe even after seeing it with my own eyes, so I lost consciousness for a moment.

The metal was sloshing around like slime.

“that… “What is it?”

[Shape memory alloy.]

“… … .”

So what is it?

[Goes.]

At that moment, the liquid metal that was sloshing around took shape.

It was a sword that looked bloody and sharp at first glance.

fault!

The moment I saw the death penalty rushing towards me, I quickly came to my senses and prepared to respond.

Ugh!

It doesn’t seem to be a simple sword.

The moment I dodged the blade, I felt heat like lava.

That sword, the extremely high temperature, is enough to be threatening even to me, who has mastered the First Chloride Blade.

For some reason, I also felt like responding with a sword… … .

Rattling!

“… … ?”

At that moment, I felt a weight on my waist.

When I looked down at the unexpected situation, I saw the Seven Deadly Sins Sword.

Of course, this sword has never been seen before.

[Did you use a sword?]

“Would you like to take a look?”

[Sounds like fun.]

At the words of the executioner, I drew my sword.

And, remembering the last fight with the priest, he immediately unfolded his galaxy sword.

Kakakang!

A workshop so rough that sparks fly.

The executioner’s sword was thick with murder. It feels like a killing technique that only pursues efficiency rather than swordsmanship.

[It’s a good sword. Even with moderate strength, you won’t be able to withstand my blade.]

“First of all, it’s a relic.”

[I want to disassemble it.]

“Hey. Get punished, yo!”

I gave my final tone strength and kicked my brother in the abdomen.

Kang!

It feels like I hit some kind of metal plate.

‘okay. After all, I won’t be able to penetrate it without my strength.’

Actually, it doesn’t matter.

After all, this is not a battle of death to take each other’s lives, but a competitive martial arts competition to compete with each other’s inaction.

The executioner’s arms continued to change.

It was a sword, then it became a long spear, it became a blunt weapon, an axe, and sometimes even a fist.

It took on a hideous form with countless saw blades, and its fingers were bent like the claws of a bird of prey.

The scary thing was that the death penalty treated all weapons to the point of perfection.

It was truly worthy of the word ‘mangyeon’ (萬變).

‘but-.’

Even if you have 10,000 means, only one person can use them.

In other words, having a lot of means cannot necessarily be seen as an advantage.

I remembered the feeling I had when I finally fought the demon horde.

‘Galaxy Sword in the left hand, Hundred Eclipse in the right hand.’

I had this crazy idea of ​​stepping on Ambo with my left foot and Noecheonbo with my right foot, but I gave it up.

Basically, steps should be harmonious and not chaotic.

Fuwaaaaaaa!

At that moment, a strong fever raged from the executioner’s body.

Steam, as if coming from a boiling kettle, was released from the body.

When I slightly flinched, my brother was already standing in the sky.

I don’t know exactly, but I know something is coming out of the soles of my feet.

Are you flying based on that output?

At that moment, the brother stretched out one arm and held his forearm with his other hand as if supporting himself.

It seems as if a weapon called an arm has been aimed at me.

Slam!

Sure enough, the shape of the executioner’s arm changed again.

Chachaechaechaeng!

In a form so cruel that it can’t even be compared to what it was before.

I asked half-fazed.

“… “What is that again?”

[What does it look like?]

“hmm… Cannon?”

[It’s similar.]

The brother smiled lowly and said.

[It will be a thousand times stronger than that.]

Immediately after, light condensed on the cannon arm.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

An energy bullet was released towards me along with an ear-piercing explosion.

‘crazy-.’

Are you planning to kill me?

That’s what I thought for a moment, but then I realized that the speed of the projectile was no faster than lightning.

I immediately stepped on the thunderbolt.

Noecheonbo is a martial arts technique invented while avoiding lightning strikes, and in my personal opinion, it is infinitely closer to lightening technique.

However, the reason why it was classified as a footwork rather than as a Gyeonggong is because of the characteristics of Noecheonbo… … .

After moving to the target point, the body stops for a moment.

Perhaps, if this drawback disappears, this method can be used as a light attack as well.

‘… This is not the time to think about it.’

I felt the ground I had been standing on up until now being overturned, and I took a big leap towards my death sentence in the sky.

When the body of the death penalty, which was far away, filled the field of vision, the sword of the seven sins was swung.

Cough!

The executioner easily blocked it with his left arm.

Suddenly, the executioner’s left arm had transformed into a wide metal shield-like shape.

‘The right arm… … .’

Still the shape of a cannon.

‘indeed.’

Since it’s so bulky, isn’t it possible to switch as quickly as before?

Only then did I feel like I understood a little bit about the death penalty’s fighting style.

I realized that most of the death penalty’s nerves were directed towards the Seven Deadly Sins Sword.

Pow!

Immediately, he grabbed his brother’s shoulder with his left hand and then delivered a knee kick.

‘Is this what you felt?’

My knee went into the executioner’s abdomen, and it felt better than when I hit it with my fist.

Of course, right after that, the executioner hit me with the shield in his left hand.

Quang!

I was blown away like a cannonball and hit the ground.

“Fuha… … .”

I laughed out loud.

‘Is this where we are now?’

When descending the mountain, I felt like I could do well without internal strength, but when fighting against an opponent stronger than me, the need for it becomes even more evident.

The executioner must have realized that I had lost the will to fight, and slowly descended without any intention of attacking anymore.

“You are strong as expected.”

[It would have been different if I had the skills.]

The fact that all means were not used was punishable by death… … .

We weren’t awkward enough to save face, so we just laughed.

[Are you satisfied?]

“yes.”

[okay. then… I have to go back now.]

I saw the fourth execution.

It’s an amazing feeling.

The executioner’s face was a smooth face with no features that could be called… … .

Whenever we faced each other like this, I always felt like our eyes met.

Did the executioner realize that fact?

Suddenly something was thrown at me.

[It is a parting gift.]

I reflexively grabbed the object that flew by.

“What’s this?”

[Coin.]

It’s definitely something that looks like a coin.

[If you use it just once, you will be able to call me.]

“uh… “In my world?”

[In your world. It’s something that has that much power.]

I looked at the coin with curious eyes.

It looks ordinary, and I don’t feel any special power.

“How to use it?”

[Just bounce it into the sky.]

“aha.”

I nodded.

I had nothing more to say, but I felt like I wanted to talk more.

100 days was not a short time, but maybe it was because the time I talked to my brother-in-law was less than a few hours.

“Can I see you again?”

My brother-in-law laughed softly and suddenly called me.

[The youngest.]

“yes?”

[What was your name?]

“… … .”

I blinked and burst out laughing.

I answered, feeling that the fourth brother was also smiling.

“… It’s Luan. Luan Badnicker.”

[okay. Don’t forget that.]

At that moment, fog everywhere surrounded me.

I felt comfortable rather than uncomfortable.

It feels like my whole body has been submerged in hot water at an appropriate temperature.

The fog even swallowed up the sight of the executioner.

A faint voice came from beyond.

[You will do it.]

* * *

“… “Are you listening?”

“… … .”

“Why does this kid look like this?”

“Don’t you want to go home?”

“This is his home.”

“Oh, I did.”

The sound of meaningless conversation.

I blinked for a moment to adjust to the situation.

A somewhat noisy atmosphere, the smell of food, and two eyes directed at me.

These guys… … .

“Charis.”

“uh?”

“Evan.”

“why?”

I saw Charis, who was not bleeding from her chest, and Evan before he became a minor sect leader.

Seeing these sane guys made me laugh.

Is this a restaurant?

I looked around a little and saw Hector with an indifferent face, Charon with a rough expression, and Seren who was just leaving the restaurant.

“Your complexion doesn’t look good. Where does it hurt?”

Evan asked with a worried look on his face and I shook my head.

“no. rather… … .”

Deep.

I stab the sausage in front of me with the utensil I was holding in my hand.

I laughed as I bit into the slightly cold sausage rather violently.

“… “It’s perfect.”

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